C660 The Distinguished Gathering

Nassir Dawson paused for a moment and then smiled. "Don't say that. We're eating."

"In the future, when you guys earn money, eat!" Nassir Dawson ordered everyone to attack the delicacies.

Odale Howell smiled. She had never seen such a young man who could eat so much.

"Hey, by the way, how did you manage to cure Phillips that day? I didn't see you use any weapons